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Текст песни Harry Chapin - Sequel

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So here she`s actin` happy inside her handsome homeAnd me, I`m flyin` in my taxi, takin` tips and gettin` stoned.I got into town a little early.Had eight hours to kill before the show.First I thought about heading up north of the bayThen I knew where I had to go.I thought about taking a limousineOr at least a fancy car.But I ended up taking a taxi`Cause that`s how I got this far.You see, ten years ago it was the front seatDrivin` stoned and feelin` no pain.Now here I am straight and sittin` in the backHitting Sixteen Parkside Lane.The driveway was the same as I rememberedAnd a butler came and answered the door.He just shook his head when I asked for herAnd said "She doesn`t live here anymore."But he offered to give me the addressThat they were forwarding her letters to.I just took it and returned to the cabbieAnd said "I got one more fare for you."And so we rolled back into the cityUp to a five store old brownstoneI rang the bell that had her name on the mailbox.The buzzer said somebody`s home.And the look on her face as she opened the doorWas like an old joke told by a friend.It`d taken ten more years but she`d found her smileAnd I watched the corners start to bend.And she said, "How are you Harry?Haven`t we played this scene before?"I said "It`s so good to see you, SueHad to play it out just once more."Play it out just once more.She said I`ve heard you flying high on my radioI answered "It`s not all it seems"That`s when she laughed and she said, "It`s better sometimesWhen we don`t get to touch our dreams."That`s when I asked her where was that actressShe said "That was somebody else"And then I asked her why she looked so happy nowShe said "I finally like myself, at last I like myself."So we talked all through that afternoonTalking about where we`d beenWe talked of the tiny differenceBetween ending and starting to begin.We talked because talking tells you thingsLike what you really are thinking about.But sometimes you can`t find what you`re feelingTill all the word run out.So I asked her to come to the concert.She said "No, I work at night."I said, "We`ve gotten too damn good at leaving, Sue"She said, "Harry, you`re right."Don`t ask me if I made love to herOr which one of us started to cryDon`t ask me why she wouldn`t take the money that I leftIf I answered at all I`d lie.So I thought about her as I sang that nightAnd how the circle keeps rolling around.How I act as I`m facing the footlightsAnd how she`s flying with both feet on the ground.I guess it`s a sequel to our storyFrom the journey `tween heaven and hellWith half the time thinking of what might have beenand half thinkin` just as well.I guess only time will tell.

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